​ssuurrffiinn lyrics

[Intro]
(Things aren't that simple)
Yeah, f*ck [?]
Yeah
(Things aren't that simple)

[Verse]
I shall stunt on all these hoes every single time, ayy
I been throwin' big faces, ain't no singles on me
Why the f*ck these hoes blowin' up my phone all day?
Paul Wall in the Styrofoam, sittin' sideways
Me and shawty roll a blunt, I take her hand and fly away
We buy out the bar and take it back to my place, ayy
Roll a cigarillo, take that sh*t to my face, ayy
Marijuana straight from Cali-for-nye-ayy, ayy
I been juggin' lean out the duplex
And my lil' shawty turnt down off a Xanax
Suicide doors, yeah, I charged 'em to the Amex
Suicide doors, yeah, I charged 'em to the Amex, ayy, ayy
Ayy, the other night a b*tch rear-ended me up in the coupe
So I just gave that b*tch a band and told her, "Call it cool"
And every night you find me rolling doobies by the pool
I might pull up and unload with the uzi on ya' crew
I f*ck a b*tch and then I smoke a doob'
I pour the four up in the Styrofoam and call it cool
I pour the four up in the Styrofoam and call it cool (Yeah)
Yeah, b*tch, you know I do
My b*tch says she can't f*ck with me no more
It's probably 'cause I'm rich and that ho broke
My homies ain't the same they was before
It's probably 'cause I gets a lot of dough
It's probably 'cause I f*cks a lot of hoes
It's probably 'cause I smokes a lot of dope
It's probably 'cause I gets a lot of dough
It's probably 'cause I gets a lot of dough
b*tch, I'm surfin'
[Outro]
(Things aren't that simple)